My first Valentine date was in 1986. Yes, it was with my husband and we were 19. He knew that I don't like chocolates {weird huh?} so he brought me this huge bag of fresh unpeeled pineapples and coconuts still in its husk as Valentine gifts! I knew right then that I'm going to marry him someday....23 years after, minus the pineapples and coconuts, still no chocolates but the man remains - kind, loving, sensitive and caring. Thank you dear... each day with you becomes a Valentine!
